I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade

Pssh!

Pulling open a can, tilting his head back, gulping it down.

Out to clean zombies, snagging a bit of food from a shop, savoring the simple joy of snacking.

"Grrr"

A low growl of a zombie came through.

A zombie staggered into view at the doorway, perhaps an orphaned zombie, seeing no companions, no human flesh, wandering aimlessly, unable to find its zombie dream.

Suddenly.

The zombie spotted Lin Fan inside the shop, slightly stunned, as if not expecting to see a living human, maybe to it, this was quite an unimaginable sight.

Lin Fan spotted it too.

"Hello there."

Offering a polite greeting, nodding with a smile, it's a good way to adjust one's inner self through friendly exchanges with zombies.

"Grrr"

The zombie lunged towards the shop, looking fierce and ferocious, not at all interested in hearing any nonsense from the human in front of it.

"Really unfriendly." Lin Fan shook his head, and as the zombie approached, he directly kicked it outside, with a bang, the zombie flew into the shop across, crashed heavily against the wall, and crumbled down like a pile of rotten mud.

"Just an occasional zombie. No zombie corpses on the road around here, really strange, where on earth did they all go?"

If they were cleared by someone, there should be corpses everywhere.

But so far, the corpses he saw were long-dead, likely perished during the initial outbreak due to unforeseen circumstances.

Exiting the shop, he continued down the street, finishing his soda and tossing the can into the trash, keeping a bit of cleanliness in mind.

"Hey... anyone there?"

"Is there anyone still alive?"

Lin Fan shouted, hoping to hear a survivor's response, but unfortunately... it was too quiet, not even a sound.

Soon.

He saw the collapsed buildings, pondering.

"Could it be a Corpse Ball has formed, attracting all the zombies from a city?"

Only a Zombie Lord could achieve something like this, but to attract all zombies from a city to form a Corpse Ball, how massive would such a Corpse Ball be?

As he walked, he observed his surroundings.

The shops, streets bore the appearance of an apocalypse.

Nothing particularly extraordinary.

Suddenly.

He felt as though he was being watched.

Very sensitive to this feeling.

He stood still, scanning his surroundings shrouded by tall buildings, then locked on a direction, it was there, and just as he was about to raise his hand to greet the building in that direction.

Swoosh!

A sharp arrow shot swiftly towards him.

Snap!

Lin Fan caught it between his fingers.

This was an arrow, and whoever shot it must be a living person.

From afar in a tall building, a figure holding a modern compound bow, a strong bow akin to the sniper rifle of bows, capable of piercing an anti-riot shield, extremely lethal.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Several more arrows shot through the air, all caught effortlessly by Lin Fan.

The figure hidden in the shadows seemed like a sprite, seeing the scene unfold, their eyes widened as if witnessing something terrifying.

Then, as if realizing they had been spotted, quickly changed position, afraid to stay there any longer for fear of being discovered.

"Who is he?"

"He's afraid of me, but I mean no harm."

Lin Fan could understand the other's actions, but felt more joy than anything, having thought this city was a ghost town, yet there truly were survivors alive.

He headed in the direction of the silhouette.

Ahead were many parked vehicles, lined up as barriers. What use were they? Even ordinary zombies could climb over.

As he approached,

Boom!

Boom!

The vehicles exploded instantly, turning into a sea of fire.

The violent roar echoed throughout the city, any ordinary survivor would have been blown to pieces, not even a trace left.

Lin Fan walked out from the explosion, his clothes heavily damaged, regretting the destruction of garments worth only tens of bucks, feeling an unspeakable sorrow.

But he brushed these thoughts aside.

"Did he set these destructive traps to prevent incoming zombies?"

Lin Fan speculated, it seemed likely.

The mysterious survivor hidden in the dark, eyes wide as saucers, like they've seen a ghost, yet even in such circumstances, someone could walk out from an explosion.

How could that be?

He quickly climbed to the top of the building, constantly launching surprise attacks from there.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Arrows shot through the air one after another.

But to him, the fellow down there astonishingly blocked them all, leaving him slack-jawed.

Lin Fan could understand the other's mindset now, certainly very tense, wariness towards strangers is natural, especially in an apocalypse, like a smelting abyss, anyone entering gets melted down to nothing.

"Don't be afraid, I'm Lin Fan from Sunshine Shelter, Huang City. I mean you no harm, I'm here to engage in friendly conversation."

He shouted loudly.

But the other person still ignored him.

Still kept shooting arrows at him.

Soon.

He reached the high-rise where the figure was located and went inside.

Now atop the building, the mysterious survivor appeared visibly flustered, the figure had vanished from sight, already reaching the building where he was.